Ghost

Happy All Hallowed Eve everyone!! :) my little contribution.

pic compliments of ghost city tours

Ghosts   

sitting in the basement

by herself .........

...........she talks out loud............

 

startled by the sound of the human voice

cutting the darkness

she listens

she is watching CNN to 

make opinions

her words, her thoughts

come back as stones hanging on dust

(like virus)

floating and catching her breath

                      she wasn't thinking

                                        she talked out loud

                                                 

                                                         no one is there.

but ghosts.

10/29/2021

E.

Author's Note

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I do think they hear us, they listen....
observe...they are there.
I experienced one once...face to face for about 30 seconds....I was too surprised to speak, and she didn't either....but the look in her eye was of someone troubled... I regret that I did not speak.
j.

[Einstein Noodle]

thought i would respond here tho i sent you a message. thanks for reading and sharing your story, jacob ... sounds like the Bad Bunny has also had an experience with ghosts ... be well dear friend ... best of the day to ya!
E.

[Ruth]

Seems so of late but those ghosts can be good listeners in such desolate times...feels desolate to me at lesst sometimes and the news just hypes that bleakness. Beautifully written as always dear E...

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks for you kindness and for taking time .. yes .. desolate indeed and i think you are right about ghosts .. maybe even they are deeply hurting for a little attention .. desperate to listen .. would that be cool if we, the living where more like that .. desperate to listen rather than so prone to speak .. love your review .. it's inspired me this morning .. peace and joy always!
E.

[AYVID N]

A brief and gripping narrative of a solitary figure, alone but for oneself, lonely (buried) in a basement. Yearning for a human voice, exchange of thoughts, a few words. Perhaps even for a stray ghostly visitor if there be none human. Loneliness often becomes a shroud.

[Einstein Noodle]

yes ... big difference between being alone and loneliness isn't there?! thanks for the encouraging words .. they lift any shrouds of mine this morning ;))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
E.

[AYVID N]

You're so welcome, dear E :))))))))))

[KWP]

Hey You!

I enjoyed the format and the sparsity of your words here. Makes one observe, catch our breath, watch the dust settle to listen and hear and make out as much as we can. We wish to linger here, but even with the thought of lingering we know the moment is already evaporating.

E - it's lovely, I am picturing the recital of usual remarks whilst CNN is playing - these little imprints on our soul shall serve us to keep going, for my friend, in the moment, it will be enough.

Love you always, always X

[Einstein Noodle]

love you too Elizabeth .. always a treat to see your smiling face and read your words, here at the Cafe' .. and elsewhere as well .. i deeply respect your sincere search within .. your poetry reflects it ..the very cool thing is that when we do make that sincere search .. we are going to find the truth about things eh!? wishing you well always .. so glad you took a breath on this poem and reflected ... ghosts are everywhere aren't they?
E.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear E... at times I feel... we are experiencing "the Rapture". Yes, Ghosts are Spirits and they guide our days if we are troubled. Your poem is quite comforting, gently, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

i am touched you found it so Pat! thank you for taking time on me pages! ;)
E.

[Patricia Wedel]

You are more than Welcome. We just had a Big snow storm in Fredericksburg, Virginia.. but we are looking forward to Spring. gently, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

Spring will always follow eh!? :))))))))))

[Lorry]

(shh! Don't tell anyone E, but ever since I switched off the news, I have no longer been coughing and spluttering my indignation into my crunchy nut cornflakes of a morn and catching myself talking out loud to the ghosts with sentences with a lot of asterisks making it like a f******g crossword for simpletons.
(And yes, I know you knew the word was "flumping" 😊
And your Helloween offering even carries a message that is topical no matter the date, resonates in the today's of now that seem to go on and on and etc.
It's even a useful tool for us writers, to practice thinking a bit more, contemplating before that nasty habit of opening gob without putting brain into gear first.
It's almost like the newer and nastier C word (covid) and it's ongoing doom and gloom have made us all forget that we can't all go on acting like we're all politicians 😊
A belated happy Helloween and a happier new year when that comes along too. (Surely we are all due one of them any time soon.
Ps.... Although not superstitious, I have Ben origami'ing myself into some very weird shapes, crossing fingers, knees and toes, hoping for one of those for a while now, while hoping I manage to unfold myself soon 😊

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahaha .. well i suppose unfolding is more precise than un-wrinkling ..what a great review sir .. thank you for spending time with my ghosts .. you do feel this one and I appreciate it! top o' the mahrnin' to ya sir!
E.

[MsJewel]

Your words are haunting my friend. So haunting, I felt a shiver. Wonderful writing :) Julie

[Einstein Noodle]

oh my Ms. Jewel!!! I am so happy you stopped by to read .. and enjoyed my "scary" poem ;) .... I have missed you ... i am headed your way right now to see if i missed something new from you .. luv ya! i hope your Christmas was brighter than ever and wish for you a very Happy New Year! peace and joy!
E.

[Vertigo Cat1111]

I was amazed by how absolutely haunting and atmospheric this piece is. It has the heavy air of a dark, cold basement and someone who’s lost their mind, even. Only ears open to ghosts now. I’m kind of hard to scare, but the only way you wrote this and how surreal it seems would be perfect for more additions! I’m disappointed I was late to such a perfect Halloween poem. ‘Stones hanging on dust’. What beautiful imagery and the flame-like pictures you painted fit so well. Thank you for sharing!

[Einstein Noodle]

i can not ask for a better read than yours my friend! ... yes .. a lost mind perhaps .. it can happen in many ways can't it?! .. thank you for your kind and generous review .. so happy it gave you some chills .. hmmmmmmmm expanding it???? you've planted a seed Colacat ... i've never done that before .. maybe i should .. luv on ya!
E.

[William Michael Reeves]

This made me think about how we all have an opinion but it really only matters to who has the opinion.
Talking heads spew their opinions spinning minds like empty tops.

[Einstein Noodle]

i am so gratified you are walking through my streets sir! thank you! yes ... her opinions are to herself indeed .. after all .. only ghosts are there ;) "Talking Heads" is one of my all time favorite bands ... tho I know that is not your point .. thanks once more for taking time .. good to be getting to know you
E.

[Chris Shaw]

Basements are where ghosts dwell. I love your posted image and I imagine her voice sending echoes throughout the loneliness. This is a sad poem because it makes me reflect on what might have been before. I see an older woman alone with her thoughts of previous times. I somehow missed this one Mr E when you first posted, but happy to have found it to leave my footprint on your page :) Sending you all good wishes across the pond.

Chris

[Einstein Noodle]

you can leave all the footprints you like Ms. Chris! you are a delight and I love this review. Yes .. lots of echoes of loneliness in it ... so delighted it came through for you! love and respect young lady!
E.

[Chris Shaw]

Now the young lady mention definitely warrants another visit :)) Pleased to leave another footprint. Keep well Mr E:))

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahaha! well you are darlin'